Slip away

Basilisk started to nod his head, before remembering that Balrog was anchored there. He killed the motion with a small, amused smile to himself. Much to remember when around little pups. “That's the change in altitude, and how you know you're really high up!” He explained to Bal, his eyes rolling upwards to try to see the golden boy.


“If you look to your left you'll start to see the woods down below. Don't lean too far!” He warned teasingly as they wound up the path. They were almost to the top now, and the cold became more prominent. The crunch of snow sounded beneath his paws. He was excited to show his son his first experience in the snow, too. The moon gave them a great viewing distance in the dark as they crested the last hill and arrived at the top.


“There's the glass house. Do you want to stay up, or hop down? The snow is pretty cold.” He warned gently, slowing his pace to a leisurely walk.